Thursday; December 20, 2007
Who: Dione & Dante
When: Midmorning, December 20
Where: Helicharis
What: Another discussion

Snow. Dione couldn't see it, but it still managed to fascinate her, the sound so very different from the sound of walking through leaves or on hard ground or really being anywhere else. It was closest to her ears as walking on sand, like the beach, in the way that it seemed to both crunch and slide under her boots.

I really wish you would consider moving to town, getting a roommate, something, someone, Dexter walked along with her talking as he did occasionally. I worry about you being alone.

"I'm not alone or lonely." Dione smiled in his general direction. "Besides, who would want to move in with us? The emphasis seemed somewhat necessary to remind him that where she went, he went, and people were probably going to have an issue with the idea of an eavesdropping ghost around all the time.

Well, moving to town would mean that you're closer to the Wine Bar and don't have to walk this trek every single day. The ghost did have a point on that score. Then she'd be able to stay at the bar later as opposed to always having to come back early in order to be in before curfew.

"I wouldn't even know where to begin with such a thing," Dione admitted. She'd put the thought out of her head soon enough so it obviously didn't matter all that much.

I can think of a way to start. Dexter offered in a cryptic tone before seeming to fade away from Dione's immediate surroundings. She had gotten better at being able to tell when he wasn't around and his sudden departure made her look around with confusion.

"Where did you go?" came out in a frustrated huff. A minor pout formed on her lips and she continued on toward her destination, which was the town itself. She had her cane though she wasn't using it all that much. It was easier just to stay on the road, which was better cleared than the land around it. Thankfully, it made it harder to get lost.

He still wasn't with her again when she made it to town an hour later. Dione was starting to worry. It wasn't like him to just disappear on her in the middle of a conversation.

For all that it was cold, she didn't seem to be in any hurry to arrive at her destination. In fact, she was waiting for her brother to come back from where he went to in order to get away from her. Instead she just walked through the town, waiting for him to speak to her again.

"Dex, say something." The few others around looked at her with confusion, good thing she didn't see that. After all, she'd have been bothered by being stared at just like always.

OOC: Italics = French; Dexter cannot be heard by most characters.